Beseech the agencies of love standing tall along the roadways of weary travel. Drive the vehicle of unstoppable fortitude to the remote mountains and valleys which guard the treasures programmed to invoke the order of promise. Visit the tribes of mystic power which paint the design of transformation with dyes from long forgotten cities on faces with an eye open to a land of spirit fire. Strip the costume of worldly acclamation, remove the mask of material elitism, and dress in the uniform of equality. Bow down to the most ordinary tribesman of modern day life.
You have answered the summon of profound awakening, and emerged from the tomb of finite existence. You transcend the illusory solidity of a limited dimension and penetrate the networks of institutions, some of which impose the lies of deterioration and oppress the urge of life which ceaselessly fights to trigger the eternal chains of love interlinked to the sacred ground on which we stand.
You swim in wells of purity, carry the torch of brotherhood and light the path for all mankind, all animalkind. You scatter the golden dust of peace and offer mercy in the face of hate and evil. Your heart is a neverending stream of goodness which feeds the crops of human endeavor and transmutes the mangled pathway of every tired soul. Your luggage transports the light of wisdom and the might of power and knowledge which is freely given to the seeking, asking soul.
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